Chapter 335: Isn't our mother the master?

Chapter 335
He just laughed so much that it made it easier for him to have reveries.
Now the pedantic image of the man in her mind has slowly collapsed, and Fu Yuzheng bit her lip, only to realize that he was deliberately teasing her.
In his bones, he died.
She was annoyed, and a touch of anger was in Shuirunmei's eyes.
Liu Zhixia flipped his lips and whispered, "At home, men do rough work."
"..." Fu Yuzhen's eyes faded and her cheeks climbed crimson.
This ... bad man.
Silently holding him, his heart climbed a trace of sweetness.
He lowered his head and raised the corner of his mouth at an angle invisible to the man.
"Come back home, watch the road, be careful of slippery roads," the man told, striding forward.
Although it was not raining or snowing, the weather was too cold, and the ground frosted. If you were not careful, your feet would slip.
She settled carefully, walking behind him, and slowed down.
No matter how slow she walked, he would never be more than three steps away from her.
No trace matched her steps.
It will not bring her a sense of urgency, and it is extremely ironing.
As soon as she looked up, she could see his straight and wide back, not far ahead.
Somewhere in the chest, slowly getting hot.
"Don't you take me to the porcelain kiln?" Suddenly wanted to hear him speak.
"You want to see, take ample time to take you next time," he turned back, his black eyes were serious, without a bit of perfunctory. "Today make bread, eh?"
"Um." She trembled her eyelashes and responded softly.
Along the way back, I could meet the villagers who walked around every three to five. Liu Zhixia all greeted them with a few words.
Whenever he stopped, the cold villagers' eyes always fell on Fu Yuzheng, and then his eyes flickered between her and Liu Zhixia.
And Liu Zhixia, just laughed.
Knowing what others think is just not explaining and letting others misunderstand.
By the time he got home, Fu Yuzheng's cheeky face was already red.
In the stove room, the old woman, the wife, and Liu Yusheng both really looked at each other. The three sun ancestors covered their mouths in front of the stove to steal joy.
It seems that there is a door!
"I used to know that Boss Xia was old and still didn't know Kaiqiao. This time, the action was very fast. I went out to take a look at Yuzhen's face."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to open it, you didn't encounter it right. The kid who knows Xia followed me. When I was young, I didn't grow up and got married. I met you when I met you." It is a triumph to think about that year.
"You haven't opened your mouth, and your granddaughter is still here. You don't even say that? You didn't get married when you were in your twenties. You were clearly poor for your family, so you can't marry!" The wrinkled face was reddish by the fire in the stove.
The old man dangled his neck and said, "Is there anything wrong, who hasn't been young? At that time, if I hadn't met you, I would have been an old bachelor! There is a saying how it is called Ning Quewu, isn't it? ? "
Liu Yusheng focused his head, "Yes, it's better to have more than enough! Grandpa, you have a good vision when you are young, and you can see my grandma at first sight!"
"No, the family was poor at that moment. In order to marry your grandma back home, grandpa sold the iron."
"Yi Di, do you regret it?" The wife stared.
"Look at your uncle, is that regretful? I'm glad that, thanks to smashing the pot to sell iron, otherwise such a good old wife would not belong to my family!"
"Yeah!" Liu Yusheng covered his belly and smiled against his father's arm. Her grandmother's mentality is getting younger and younger, so cute!
The wife's face was also panicking, but she couldn't help smiling.
Smelly old man, one year old, the more he lives, the more he grows old and he doesn't repair. He leaves his grandchildren in front of him and dares to jump outside.
At lunch, the faces of the two people at the table were red, one old and one young.
Everyone in the Liu family looked at each other without knowing it, even eating awkwardly.
The young girl Fu Yuzheng is so shy and pretty, let's forget it. The old lady at home is also old and full of redness?
"Mother, are you stunned? Have a fever? Or was it smoked by the stove? It doesn't look like ..." Liu said without being finished, the old man hit a chopstick in his hand.
"I can't stop your mouth from eating! It's so wide, do I take the lead in the house or do you take the lead?"
Liu Er, "Isn't our mother the master?"
The old man froze and stared, unable to refute.
Liu Er secretly hum, father, you look like you are ashamed and angry, he didn't dare to say this.
Otherwise, I have to take another chopstick.
Whoops, my mother's face turned redder.
Du Juan looked at the expression that his man was ready to do something, and kicked him severely under the table. "Hurry to eat, you have to help carry it."
This time, Liu Er's pain was speechless.
Liu Yusheng ate deliciously. He smiled slyly throughout his journey.
She is an insider!
Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, alas, I feel that eating is more appetizing than usual.
After dinner, as soon as the dishes were washed, the Liu family came one after another.
"Brother Liu, sister-in-law, is the guy ready to make cakes?"
Mrs. Liu laughed, "I'm ready early, I expect a lot of people, let's do it in the yard, put a few wooden planks on it, and the rice noodles sieve will not stain on it.
Liu Yusheng was very positive. He commanded the two elder brothers to lift wooden boards, and they were neatly arranged on the yard racks, and a long wooden stool was placed under them, which was steady and steady.
The baskets were also scooped out and placed around wooden boards. Place braziers in the frame and light the charcoal. A sifter with a fine hole was placed on the top of the basket. After the pancakes were ready, they were ready to be eaten.
After a while, the board was full of people, all of them were the daughter-in-law of the village, and the children who rushed to join in the fun, and from time to time, they reached out to grab the sugar stuffing.
The whole yard was noisy, and it was too lively.
Although it is open-air and freezing cold, it is rare that there is no wind today. Sitting next to a basket with charcoal fire, it is not cold to work.
The family members of the family were on the stage, and Fu Yuzheng was unable to hide away, and Liu Yusheng was pulled by a piece of bread.
Spread a layer of rice powder with sesame seeds and ground peanuts on a wooden mold, followed by a sprinkle of sugar filling, and then spread a layer of rice powder, compacted with a wooden pestle and smoothed to the outermost layer The rice flour is firm and smooth. Use a small blunt knife to scrape off the powder that overflows the mold frame, knock the rice cake out of the mold, and it's done.
Easy to get started.
Fill a sieve, cover it with a layer of oily paper, and hang it on the basket.
In a quarter of an hour or so, a sieve can be scooped, and the courtyard is full of rice cakes.
The pouting children squatted next to the basket, and the little chubby meaty hands supported the cheeks, waiting to eat.
(End of this chapter)